On my first Father’s Day after the birth of our middle child, I sat down to write a short letter to my kids. The final version was mislaid, and I can’t find it now, but I was able to locate a draft. It’s a little mushy but, sometimes, that’s how I am. Continue reading
In certain circles, my comment above would be looked upon as heresy – so, I should probably clarify that I’m not disputing their usefulness, or their importance. Pedigree charts have been the backbone of genealogical research for a very long time, and are one of the first things introduced to new family history researchers.
On the shelf behind my couch is a little book I found on the bargain shelf at the local B&N: A Slice of Pi1, in which the author outlines some of the short mathematical tidbits she would employ as a means to keep her students’ attention and interest during her years as a teacher. Continue reading
A few years ago, we were studying the Pythagorean Theorem in my eldest child’s eighth grade maths class. As it happens, I like plane geometry (something my family knows very well) but I still tried to contain my enthusiasm when my wife announced that my assistance was wanted. A worksheet had been sent home with a bunch of right triangles – each with two sides given – and the assignment was to find the remaining side for each. The assignment wasn’t difficult as much as it was boring. The triangles were all of two types: “30/60/90” and “45/45/90,” and my poor kid felt like he was doing the same problem again and again. This was not at all fun, but, as it happens, dad can be counted on to make a boring math lesson at least a little animated, if not exciting. Continue reading
Despite my best efforts to approach my genealogical research in an organized and efficient manner, there are files I still haven’t sorted through. Many of these contain tangential information that doesn’t really move my research forward as much as deepen my understanding of an individual or the times they lived in. Sometimes, though, one of those files contains a forgotten document or notes from some unfinished search that sets me back on the trail and keeps me up until four in the morning. Documents like a marriage license. Continue reading
For years, I believed that I was related to some pretty famous outlaws. There were stories about them hiding in my great-great-grandparents’ barn and burying Union gold on the farm. Kids like that kind of stuff. Continue reading
Fractals are really awesome. I realize that sounds just a little hyperbolic, but that doesn’t make it untrue. As a teenager, I had a Julia Set “centerfold” on my wall (courtesy of OMNI Magazine) – I suppose a Grateful Dead poster would have had a similar look while being a lot more cool, but I was a tiny bit nerdy and had no appreciation for Jerry Garcia’s talent at the time. As beautiful as Julia was though, she wasn’t my first fractal … Continue reading